I Truly Am The God of Learning

Seeing this scene, the people from Dabangguo also turned gloomy.

Jingshan not only wounded people, but also uttered wild words, which they naturally couldn't bear.

Destroyer was soon also carried off the ring.

In just a few minutes, in three battles, three people were injured, and they were all seriously injured!

"Jingshan wins, Han Yurong comes on stage!"

As the referee's voice fell, a young man with a spear walked out from the big stick country.

"A spear?" Ye Lingchen's eyes narrowed slightly. This was the first player to use a spear.

Jing Shan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered: "What is your strength? Are you hiding it, or is it really weak?"

"You'll know when you hit me!" Han Yurong said with a spear, "What? Is there a shadow, for fear that I'm too powerful to catch you off guard?"

"Hahaha, pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, if you pretend to be a pig for a long time, you will really become a pig!"

"That's better than you being arrogant and arrogant! Someone clamored not to let female warriors play, how dare you make such a rhetoric now?!" Han Yurong continued: "Don't say that female warriors are not allowed to play, even if you are five Chinese people. All of you are on the field, and our big stick country can still beat you so hard!"

"Hehe, then you can give it a try!"

As soon as Jingshan's voice fell, the long sword squeaked softly, and the sword stabbed straight out!

Han Yurong didn't accept the move, and the figure moved and left the place in an instant.

The body is very strong!

Everyone's eyes are fixed, the big stick country is really deep enough, and Han Yurong is also a master!

Jingshan was mentally prepared for a long time, and at this moment, he was not ambiguous. The long sword instantly turned from stabbing to sweeping, with him as the center, sweeping the Quartet!

Sword light sweeps!

The next moment, Han Yurong's figure appeared.

"I originally wanted to save some energy, but when I think about it again, I'll just deal with you neatly. You Chinese are arrogant and arrogant, so I'll just teach you how to be human! Let you know how small you are!"

Han Yurong actually still has the heart to speak, on the one hand, to dampen Jingshan's morale, on the other hand, it also shows that he is indeed at ease.

The big stick country has prepared a lot for this day. The first battle is to step on China and move up!

"Om!"

There was a burst of sound in the air, and Han Yourong's long spear quickly swept out and collided with Jing Shan's long sword.

"boom!"

Sparks splash.

The next moment, Han Yurong's arms became thick and his temples collapsed.

"The gun exploded!" Ye Lingchen whispered, "This Han Yurong's marksmanship is very high."

The attacks of the spear are mostly straight in the middle of the song, and the requirements for control are extremely high. However, once the marksmanship enters the room, the corresponding spiritual power consumption will be much less than that of other weapons, and it only needs to explode in a very short attack. force.

"The movement is very strong, and the marksmanship is very slippery. The key is that Jingshan has been injured in the last round, and it is not good to drag it down." Lin Xi worried.

"Look at it, Jingshan's swordsmanship is not weak. The long sword is against the spear, and there is a little more ambiguity. The change is not comparable to the long spear."

"..."

While speaking, in the arena, Jingshan had already fought with Han Yurong more than ten times.

Han Yurong's spear is like a poisonous snake, sometimes probing, sometimes bursting out an astonishing attack, and its speed is faster than Jingshan's. Jingshan's long sword has countless sword shadows and changes.

"The distance control is too dead!" Tie Jun said coldly.

One inch long and one inch strong.

Han Yurong controlled the distance in the most favorable position for the spear, and completely mastered the initiative, so he could naturally press Jingshan.

Compared with the previous two games, Jingshan lacked a bit of hard work and ruthlessness.

At this moment, Jing Shan's face was flushed and his heart was furious. Suddenly, he roared: "Look at my sword!"

The spiritual power above his long sword became violent in an instant, the sword energy overflowed in all directions, and even the sound of explosions could be heard in the air.

Han Yurong's face also became solemn. He didn't dare to take it hard, his footsteps were slightly frustrated, and he chose to avoid it.

But the next moment, everyone was a little stunned.

The long sword in Jing Shan's hand came out of his hand, turned into a flying sword and flew towards Han Yurong. After that, he ignored it and rushed towards Han Yurong with the long sword.

The long sword went towards Han Yurong with a bang.

Han Yurong avoided such a simple attack by leaning slightly to one side, and it was a little unbelievable.

But the next moment, Jing Shan, who was bare-handed, had already rushed in front of him.

Han Yurong was distracted by the long sword just now, lost her mind for a while, and was beaten close by Jingshan.

"Bang bang bang..."

Jingshan used his hands and feet together in the first time, and punched wildly with the king and eight fists. At the same time, he was on guard against the long spear in Han Yurong's hand, so that he would not have the opportunity to wield the long spear.

The two moved extremely fast, and after a few seconds of hand-to-hand combat, a figure flew out with a "bang".

When everyone looked closely, it was Jingshan.

He was pale at the moment, coughing blood constantly in his mouth, but with a happy smile on his face, he retreated wildly.

When everyone looked at Han Yurong again, his condition was much better than Jingshan's, at least he didn't bleed, but his image was seriously damaged. The most eye-catching thing was the pair of panda eyes, and the slap print on his cheek. People can't help but laugh.

This is obviously Jingshan's masterpiece, he just stared at Han Yurong's face and punched it, but unfortunately he couldn't make it into a pig's head.

"Looking for death!" Han Yourong shouted angrily, striding towards Jingshan with a spear in hand.

But at this time, Sun Hongtao said lightly: "Admit defeat!"

"Hahaha, grandson of Dabangguo, I won't fight you, my lord!" Jingshan laughed, coughing up blood and exiting the stage with a smile.

"You obviously have the opportunity to severely damage your opponent, yet you actually did such a boring thing!" Sun Hongtao scolded in a low voice.

If Jingshan finds an opportunity to attack Han Yurong's key points with all his strength, even if he can't win, it can greatly reduce Han Yurong's strength. However, what he chose is to use the king and eight fists, except for a panda eye, it's useless.

"Are you bored? I think it's very interesting." Jingshan said with a smile: "I just can't stand the way he is dragging, I really think of myself as an onion! Since I can't beat him, I'll make him embarrassed and become the global leader this time. The most beautiful boy in martial arts."

"Nice job!" Ye Lingchen praised Jingshan with a thumbs up.

"Hahaha, heroes see the same thing!" Jingshan was instantly complacent, and continued: "It's time for you to play next. Seeing that you are full of confidence, your strength must not be weak, right? I dare to be like this because I believe in you, you Didn't you brag before, did you?"

"Don't force yourself, Xiaoxiao and I are also very good, don't look down on female warriors!" Lin Xi added quickly.

"Well, that's right!" Chen Xiaoxiao nodded.

"Strength, or...you guess?"

Ye Lingchen smiled, then he took the spear behind him and walked slowly onto the ring.

"Han Yurong wins! Invite Zhonghua, Ye Lingchen to play!"

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